Last night had been late, for both of them. Sleep had not been quick in coming, in either of their rooms. Still, their anxiety to get home, and to see...one another, had awakened them, before their wake up calls had come in. Maggie sat close, leaning on Mike's shoulder, with her hand in his lap, holding his hand. The sound of the engine lulled her to sleep, and she slumped against him. Her hand lost it's grip on his, and lolled in his lap. He put both hands on the wheel, and tried to concentrate. Hunter sat behind the huge mahogany desk, the fancy kind with curvy carvings along the top edges and sides. Tashun occupied one of two leather guest chairs. "Well, there he is. Good to see you again, Marcus. Have a seat. You know Dick, of course."Hunter and I had never met before, but one does not correct a senior vice president. "Good to see you too, sir. Again. Hi Dick." I sat down and put the closed folio in my lap.Hunter leaned back in his oversized executive chair. "Dick and I here have. "We rose and went towards the bedroom. "Come on, Bill, you need to watch this guy shove his big cock into my pussy." While we walked, I held up my pants with one hand and pulled my shirt off with the other. Molly walked to the bed but I put my hands on her shoulders to stop her. Without a word, I took her shirt and bra off, then turned her around and took her tits in my hands. Nice, nice, nice. Then I took her in my arms and held her close. At the same time, we reached down and held. Entering the room John and Jane were introduced to Barry, the owner of the club, and his friend Mark. The VIP room was amazing, it had a pool table, a full bar, works of art that probably cost thousands. They sat around a large table round table, Jane couldn't believe this was going the way it was as she looked in anger at John who continued his debate with Reginald. She couldn't stand it any longer. Her body felt so good and her pussy was aching for it, but she bit her tongue as she tried to.